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+school-mandated poetry: day 5 / abecedarian
+2018-01-10
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+***
+
+Anybody is capable of aspiring to
+Become something more, but it is something few
+Captive souls aspire to. Why? Is it this
+Doddering old coot at the steeple with words of
+Enmity? A
+Fear of freedom? The stereotypical image of a nuclear family
+Gaily partaking in a Sunday stroll to the local meadow to picnic?
+Hate is not necessarily a bad thing
+It is a strong emotion, yes, a naturally destructive one
+but Joy can just as easily spring from a reversal, a
+Kind word spoken on a
+Lonely street. A
+Maternal protection. A
+Nauseous copulation between lovers, the
+Open horizon of Sol and Luna constantly
+Pitting one against the other. A
+Queen from a
+Ruddy and trashy neighborhood,
+Slaving through learned dependence and a
+Turmoil of emotions not yet equipped to deal with.
+Unless I escape this golden-gilded cage, I will suffocate under a
+mirror reflection of
+misplaced Vanity and
+Worthlessness
+
+something something something
+XYZ
+
+***
+
+CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 (c) Vane Vander